Hearing the sound of gunshots, everyone exclaimed, and Mirta's heart sank - this bastard really doesn't take his own life seriously, and he doesn't take other people's lives seriously! If he dies, the entire 'Alliance' will be martyred!

The frantic Mirta turned her head and ran back in a panic, and saw that in the stunned eyes of everyone, Zhou Qingfeng was holding a revolver in his hand, standing motionless. A thought immediately popped into her heart, "Maybe I missed the point, maybe I was saved, maybe I was ......." ”

"Call the doctor, call the doctor." Mirta hurriedly pounced in front of Zhou Qingfeng, reached out and touched him and asked, "How do you feel?" Where did you hit? ”

Zhou Qingfeng was playing cool with the audience around him, listening to Mirta calling a doctor, he laughed and said: "I hit my head, it's useless to call a doctor!" ”

Hit in the head?

Mirta first looked at Zhou Qingfeng's head, and then turned his head as if he had seen a ghost, just in time to see Carlos who was playing in the center of his eyebrows and fell to the ground. She exclaimed in disbelief, "You killed Carlos? ”

"His marksmanship is too bad, his speed is too slow, and he is ugly, he is not my opponent at all!" Zhou Qingfeng slowly inserted the Colt 'python' back into the holster on his leg, expressing extreme disdain to his opponent.

The moment the pebble was thrown just now, the hearts of the Cuban spectators who were watching the excitement around hung in their hearts. Waiting for the stone to fall to the ground and the gunshot sounded, bang, all eyes were on Zhou Qingfeng. Everyone has been mentally prepared, the young Chinese in front of him will have a flower in his head, or blood in his chest, or blood in other places, in short, he must hang the lottery.

After just watching it for two or three seconds, everyone had already searched Zhou Qingfeng's whole body up and down, and they didn't find the slightest.

"Where the hell did you hit?"

"The head is fine, the chest is fine, is it the back?"

"If you get a bullet in the front, how can you be shot in the back?"

It wasn't until Mirta pounced on him that someone turned their eyes to Carlos on the other side, and they were shocked and shocked at this sight.

"Carlos, the lone wolf, is dead!"

"He shot him in the eyebrow, and he hit it accurately!"

"The back of the head is bursting, and I can't die anymore."

This psychological shock shocked the audience, and the top Caribbean killer who was originally thought to be impossible to fail was so easily collapsed by a single shot. Judging from the hand he grabbed the gun, this guy didn't even take out the gun, and was killed by Mr. Hugo on the other side.

"This man's ability is so poor, I still want to make a bet on him to win, but fortunately no one comes out to open the game."

"Yes, I was scared when I saw him just now, and now I find out that it's just like that!"

"This is a parallel import, and I think he must be very famous if he is so famous, but now I find out that it is not useful at all."

The dead Carlos had no way to stand up and argue, he could only lie on the ground, speechless. If his soul could speak, he would definitely shout and scold: "Mean, shameless, indecent, obviously a duel, in fact, bullying people with superpowers!"

I just made a move, and time stopped for a second, this is bullying me alive! I don't accept it, I just don't accept it, I have a kind of real ability to duel with me, and do it again! ”

Carlos couldn't speak, but General Santos, who was the party to the incident, immediately jumped out and scolded for his subordinates: "Despicable, shameless, indecent, you are cheating at all, you took out your gun first!" ”

......, the onlookers booed, and the scene of the duel just now was really seen by hundreds of pairs of eyes inside and out. The crowd behind them could not see it, and even brought tables and stools to erect human towers. Whether it's cheating or not, everyone knows it in their hearts.

Thousands of people have gathered around this meeting, and some people can't see what is going on at the duel scene, and they are already jumping and angry.

"What the hell is going on? Duel, who is going to duel with whom? ”

"Victor of the Aurora Legion. Mr. Hugo challenged General Santos of the 'Liberation Front' to men among men. However, General Santos is old, and his 'lone wolf' Carlos replaces him. ”

"What a surprise, Victor. Hugo is truly the embodiment of courage and fearlessness. Lady Mirta asked him to stop the duel, and he refused. ”

"But Mr. Hugo is in danger now, and Carlos, the lone wolf, is known for his fast and accurate marksmanship."

"Carlos, the lone wolf? You mean Carlos, the most famous killer in the Caribbean, Carlos the lone wolf. Isn't Monsieur Hugo dead! ”

"No, you're all wrong, very wrong! Mr. Hugo won, an easy win, and he shot Carlos in the head. Carlos was so bad that he was killed without even pulling out his gun. ”

"Wow...... it turns out that Carlos is a parallel import!"

Some people had already climbed onto the roofs of the makeshift shelters, watching the situation and transmitting messages to those who could not be seen around them. Listening to the narrator's eyebrows, many people scratched their ears and cheeks, and they were anxious, hating that they couldn't be there in person, and for a while more people climbed onto the walls and roofs.

And inside the field, General Santos shouted 'cheating', 'shady', and 'the duel was invalid'. "This is not a duel between men at all, this is an injustice, this is an insult to me, to the Santos family, to the 'Liberation Front'," he shouted angrily. ”

"Enough, stop this farce!" Mirta looked at Zhou Qingfeng and saw that there was no matter, and his heart suddenly calmed down. She didn't allow things to go on like this, and immediately ordered the guards beside her, "Separate these two groups." General Santos, if you want to leave, leave, and we'll face each other again on the battlefield. ”

Several guards reluctantly stood up and stopped between Zhou Qingfeng and Santos. Old Santos kept shouting and shouting in disbelief, demanding another truly fair duel.

Just when everyone felt that this was the final outcome of this lively scene - the two sides of the duel quarreled, and when they made a fuss, they went back to their own homes and found their own mothers. But Zhou Qingfeng shouted again: "I can't accept unwarranted suspicions, since I want to duel again, I accept it." Coward Santos, don't go! ”

Old Santos froze on the spot, the Cuban soldiers who were watching the excitement around him froze on the spot, and even Mirta froze on the spot - this bastard is going to do it again!

What's wrong with you, are you addicted to duels?

This is a duel, and if you can win this time, it doesn't mean that you will win next time.

This man is insane!

But Zhou Qingfeng simply jumped onto the shoulder of a person next to him, and shouted loudly in a majestic voice: "Santos, you old dog, I killed your son, are you going to leave in disgrace?"

If you can't kill me today, you won't have a chance to kill me again in this life. Because your incompetence and cowardice will be known to all Cubans. ”

Old Santos is no longer angry in his heart, he is as bitter as a dumb person eating coptis, he can't say it! The best gunners under his command are all hung up, and he just said a few words, but the bastard boy on the other side is still stalking and still doesn't let go.

Old Santos is burdened with his son's blood feud, and if he doesn't fight today, he will be ruined in a minute. Looking at the Cubans in circles staring at him, he knew he had no room to retreat.

No......, no! I can't let anger get carried away.

Old Santos has gone through all kinds of ups and downs when he is old, and he knows that his current mission is actually to return to his lair in Nassau to command the battle, and completely defeat the 'Aurora Army' in order to avenge his son.

What is this humiliation in front of me, I bear it!

It's just that seeing that old Santos is still leaving, Zhou Qingfeng shouted again: "Old dog Santos, you can let two of your subordinates fight and fight against me alone!" ”

Santoston, who was still sane, was enraged, and he immediately turned his head and ran up and scolded: "My two subordinates are on the same page, and I can't deal with you?" Boy, you're so arrogant, I'm going to see how you die! (To be continued.) )